Written by: Peter Golden

Under a red derided sky
do we masquerade as
misshapen mannequins
within a material vortex
of ubiquitous satirical lies,  
as our individuality
is consumed, even crucified
within a mantra of ‘must have’     
in a commercialistic existence 
we naively profess to accept 
and allow to permeate
into our everyday lives,
as ‘they’ bombard our instincts
and distort the innate desires
we so rationally justify
as ‘their’ subliminal messages
enter our sub-conscious minds?